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The Transition 4
The choker set off Minx's outfit very nicely and the symbolic significance it represented was very apparent by her constant fingering of the smooth material and her looking shyly in my direction. Before we could get any further involved and forget about eating completely, the door bell rang. I glanced at my watch and told her that it was the taxi I had ordered while she was getting changed. I put on my dark gray jacket, helped her into hers and led her to the awaiting car.
I found out from the driver that the restaurant I had chosen was a good half hour's drive away, but well worth the trip. It was a quiet country pub with a reputation for being discreet and a popular meeting place for couples seeking anonymity. I placed my arm around her shoulder and let my hand lie on her breast. She looked at me, quite surprised at this public show, but did nothing to stop me. My other hand, I put on her thigh and stroked her nylon clad leg gently, my fingers going higher with each caress, until they were on the bare skin above the tops of her hold ups.
I smiled as she looked from me to the driver, whose eyes kept glancing in the rear view mirror and I could see that she was getting embarrassed. Her nipple was like a pebble under my palm, so I took it between my thumb and finger and rolled it softly. She has very sensitive nipples and a little more pressure had her breathless, helped by my other hand easing her legs wider apart and my finger rubbing her clitoris. Very soon her hips were rising to try and get more of my probing finger inside her delicious pussy, all thoughts of the driver were forgotten as she wanted her release, ached for it and she asked to be allowed to cum. I smiled evilly at her and said,
"No my pet, you will wait until we get home, but you will have this inside you while we are at dinner!" I took a small egg shaped vibrator from my pocket and slowly inserted it into her juicy tunnel and she gasped, in surprise and delight and with a final warning not to cum, we drew up outside the restaurant.
A few heads turned as we walked to our table, which was in a secluded part of the dimly lit room, but generally speaking we were just another couple having a night out and nobody paid us too much attention. I ordered drinks as we studied the menus handed to us by a very attentive waitress. We sat opposite each other and just like we are on the internet, we chatted about everything under the sun, laughing and joking like the friends we had become. The other side of our relationship was a bonus and one which I knew, we both enjoyed.
The meals, when they arrived, were delicious and that is when I took the opportunity to turn the little control dial I had in my pocket, up to its first level. Minx's reaction was great to see and it was all I could do not to start laughing. The dial controlled the egg like vibrator and started gently humming inside her, causing her to suddenly remember it was there. She shifted around in her seat, trying to relieve the sensations from this infernal device, but try as she might, her sex betrayed her and she felt her juices forming. She looked up from her meal and grimaced, knowing that I was teasing her and I felt her foot slide up my leg.
She would do what she could, to get me in the same state of arousal, because that was her nature. A minx to be sure, but a minx who enjoyed being tamed. I knew that already and turned the dial up another notch. Her foot rapidly stopped its journey to my crotch as she squeezed her thighs together and I saw a bead of perspiration forming on her brow. She grabbed the edges of the table, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to contain herself and not give in to her body's desire for release.
I saw how close she was to cumming and switched the control to the off position. Her look was both of disappointment and gratitude as on one hand she wanted to climax, but on the other hand, not after I had told her not to and especially not in a busy restaurant. I smiled across at her and said,
"I hope you are enjoying your meal pet, quite filling isn't it?" She grinned shyly at me, winked and replied,
"Oh yes Master, I probably won't be able to eat another thing tonight" We both laughed and with our dinners finished, I suggested we take our leave and return home. She blushed and said,
"I would like that Master and perhaps you know of a way to change my mind about not eating anything else?"
She almost lost her footing when I switched the egg on again. I caught her by the elbow, put my arm around her and whispered in her ear,
"I most certainly do my pet and before this evening is over, you will be fulfilled completely!"
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